Cabin in the Sky
In this cloudy sky overhead now There's no guiding star I can see And I would be lost by each wild tempest tossed Oh, if I didn't know of a place we two can go There's a little cabin in the sky, Mister For me and for you I feel that it's true somehow Can't you see that cabin in the sky, Mister An acre or two of heavenly blue to plow? We will be oh-so gay Eat fried chicken every day As the angels go sailing by And that is why my heart is flyin' high, Mister 'Cause I know we'll have a cabin in the sky We will be oh-so gay Eat fried chicken every day As the angels go sailing by That is why my heart is flying high, baby 'Cause I know we'll have a cabin in the sky
Written by: Latouche, John / Duke, Vernon
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